tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63118142009-02-21T06:19:36.565-08:00Still on the Edge in Sumassmall-town gay life and death : marketing infertility drugs : signals from the Pleiades : why helvetica is my friend : how not to breedWhoretensehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12595567128830023427noreply@blogger.comBlogger105125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311814.post-8620720733955278932008-12-21T13:16:00.000-08:002008-12-21T17:15:47.434-08:00Spent last Friday visiting Boston Bar, British Columbia, to make sure everything is okay at the cabin for the coming snow storm (today). Everything was okay...so we had time on the way back to stop in and visit the Elvis Rocks the Canyon cafe for something to eat. Little did we know that a major Xmas explosion was happening there, and I do mean major. We got away without injury-->For a Whoretensehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12595567128830023427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311814.post-59482118089227755732008-12-06T20:27:00.000-08:002008-12-06T21:04:25.067-08:00Well in the interest in not keeping a detailed record of things recent, I've elected to never write again. A collective "you're welcome" to you all. I am such a liar.Instead I'll just skip to what I've been doing. Swedish five times, and Mark is as okay as can be. But I am a bit sick of the ER. Back on the chemo, this time with new (and improved?!) drugs. I guess one and one-half years is Whoretensehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12595567128830023427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311814.post-13718997931566645972008-11-11T11:59:00.000-08:002008-11-11T12:56:25.347-08:00Today is as good a day as any to announce that I am indeed, still on the edge in Sumas. A bit of a bumpy ride--not smooth like most edges. Meanwhile Obama has a long row to hoe, in fact the longest row in recent history. Well at least he beat out McPalin. There is too a god. And Halloween was an unqualified success, even if I did miss the Michael Jackson zombie parade in Railroad Ave. My Whoretensehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12595567128830023427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311814.post-50665135858277185682008-10-26T20:50:00.000-07:002008-11-11T12:45:02.022-08:00Will someone explain please depreciation to me? As in Palin the VeePee to Queen Bee can depreciate an OUTfit??? Cariboo Barbie Mrs Sarah Palin can accept gifts and they can then go to Goodwill, and she gets to write them off on her taxes owed after that is, she depreciates them? Is that how it works? And oh by the way where in hell does 27 and a half years come from? Thirty nine years? I Whoretensehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12595567128830023427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311814.post-63718968282229032312008-09-08T21:57:00.000-07:002008-09-08T22:17:42.887-07:00Skirts are never to be worn by men.hippies are never to wear black.Women of all sizes are allowed to wear their dead past-life heart breaks as trophies.Trolls must hide in the day time.Cheerleaders must star in more gore soaked movies.Retirees must die.Everyone younger than 13 is in command. NOW.Morons are allowed to wear plaid.Jocks must wear something like orange and blue, like a laundry soap Whoretensehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12595567128830023427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311814.post-87391330690958480602008-08-30T20:57:00.000-07:002008-08-30T21:13:48.007-07:00And there's this inter city-actile, R, bi-continental manboy, rarest of barnyard birds whom I met--whose breathing and beauty kicks your ass and you cannot believe the world has produced such creature as this ever. Squirrels over shoes madness at night in the air and pools of quiet on the the most sudden, of sudden nights stillness...eyebrows lapse into an up and down raising, can't help it. Whoretensehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12595567128830023427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311814.post-61093386038466797412008-08-04T18:08:00.001-07:002008-08-04T18:12:01.941-07:00I’m afraid one of my routine transmission streams to the Pliedes was crossed with a secret communication to Inga from her home planet. You knew her as Imbolc, queen of the shopping spree, fashion magnate, re-animated alien robot corpse-doll, and all around potentate and gurl with knives. She doesn’t die, try as I might. So, the bad news is she’s decided she likes it here. THANK GAWDESS we leftWhoretensehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12595567128830023427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311814.post-73599446127313822212008-06-07T19:10:00.000-07:002008-06-07T22:51:07.241-07:00I hear you can now get snippits electronically. It is a new age.I am 2. One of us. What font would that be? The point of a snoozing, snoring, dog. Is she here now. Luck. And curses. Duality and in between-three lists. Yadda yadda. Jean who's name is spelled Gene, and who has other names, who lived once where not 50 years ago cows literally blocked traffic cause there weren't nobody to Whoretensehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12595567128830023427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311814.post-7132165620066158062008-04-13T17:18:00.000-07:002008-04-13T17:53:40.229-07:00Whoretense here. Well, who else? I just had what could be my last cigarette, but in honesty I doubt it. They have their place; its just that I tend to smoke to many of them. Just now it was two.So, and more in honesty, it has not been the weekend to die for. Then again it was not my weekend to die. So that is a plus. Another plus is, I've finally got a start on re-dux'ing the van. It so Whoretensehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12595567128830023427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311814.post-53285387899731277512008-03-26T11:27:00.000-07:002008-03-26T11:39:27.895-07:00Well so I got to clear a tree out of a friend's pasture down in Acme, Washington. Wound up with maybe a quarter of a cord of firewood; chopped and split and stacked in the back yard now...drying over the summer for next winter. We'll need more but its a start.In other news I'm only now recovering from about the worst bout of flu I've ever experienced. Starting last Thursday and only now Whoretensehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12595567128830023427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311814.post-55621196991740623202008-03-08T11:04:00.000-08:002008-03-08T11:12:11.674-08:00While not going to the SXSW festival in Austin, I elected also to stay home this morning and miss the usual Bellingham coffee clatch in favor of catching adequate sleep in prep of going off into the woods to chop wood for next winter. Sometimes I am so butch. Unfortunately one of Mark's friends was experiencing epic crisis mode and so kept him on the phone well past midnight. I've been missingWhoretensehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12595567128830023427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311814.post-29024461724418142412008-02-08T21:25:00.000-08:002008-02-08T22:45:19.462-08:00Okay, go ahead and hoist the drama up high...Did you know that on Feb19 is a primary in which if you vote Dem your vote will be essentially discarded? On the other hand, if you vote Dem tomorrow, at the Caucus on 1pm on Saturday, your vote (Obama vs Hillary) will actually have influence. Of the 97 Washington State Democratic Party delegates, 80 are decided tomorrow. The other 17 are Super Whoretensehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12595567128830023427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311814.post-67492628556454690202008-02-01T19:53:00.000-08:002008-02-01T20:31:39.572-08:00Dear Mercy Me and phellow pheasants,I have had the day out of hell and back. My little miss someone is among us now, and nothing will ever be the same. She is nasty, and will kill me maybe if I don't get her story straight and do her every whim. How she got here isn't important, but I'm sure the details are highly technical. She hates being mis-quoted. And I believe she has a mean streak. Whoretensehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12595567128830023427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311814.post-74882055587467051762008-01-20T08:54:00.000-08:002008-01-20T10:05:36.614-08:00Life is still good and happy and zippedy doo dah but not sure how many more wonderful days there are to come. Then again nobody else is sure either.The boyfriend's blood count numbers have never been so grim. Yesterday I was able to maintain some semblence of my previous faith in all things remaining as they are indefinitely (despite much evidence to the contrary) in light of how good he is at Whoretensehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12595567128830023427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311814.post-55745046338659006112008-01-04T10:26:00.000-08:002008-01-04T10:35:55.107-08:00A lot can happen in two weeks. A new year with lots of new toys, despite my coming out with fewer presents than I gave out.Mark's Tercel finally bit the dust so we fought and bickered and I realized that I'm def not the one who wears the pants and then we bought a 2002 Kia that I'm not all that exited about but at least he has his own car and now its over and we can move on, oh Jeezus pleez.He Whoretensehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12595567128830023427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311814.post-24638435286120311252007-12-16T20:34:00.000-08:002007-12-16T20:52:39.572-08:00Domestic excitement prevails. Well I wish I could say there was a mountain of events and holiday parties etc in these weeks but I can't. I still have two legs, which isn't particularly interesting but certainly is better than the alternative. Roy's still dead. I had a sort-of interesting theme in mind for the van (the Green Man Van) but not really sure I want to go there. For one thing its aWhoretensehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12595567128830023427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311814.post-47892953887147577792007-12-09T16:12:00.000-08:002007-12-09T16:22:53.348-08:00Graffiti Mystery--Found written in snow this morning on the sidewalk in front:There's another one with "Love you" inside a heart. Mark denies writing them. Besides, its not really his style. Hmmm.Whoretensehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12595567128830023427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311814.post-76025087981266390702007-12-09T10:22:00.000-08:002007-12-09T11:26:32.740-08:00Nothing happened this week. Except,Last Monday the power went out a little after noon leaving me with no capability to continue work so I let Mark drive me into B'ham where we picked up a used P4 XP desktop. Power returned about 10 hours later.Tuesday I worked a bit then drove to the Seattle office and plotted drawings for 4 hours then had dinner prepared by Randy--he's always so nice to me...Whoretensehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12595567128830023427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311814.post-67286231101246277522007-11-18T12:15:00.000-08:002007-11-18T12:28:44.349-08:00Yesterday was eventful.Had coffee with the faeries in Bellingham. Rick threw oranges at everyone. Kevin told me how he and Tony have been together off and on since Night Ranger was popular, or thereabouts. Hagrid showed finally and made us a foursome--pleased to be enrolling for next quarter at WWU soon. Then we agreed to go visit a friend in the hospital and went off for a smoke and walked Whoretensehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12595567128830023427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311814.post-75317815188502252602007-10-21T16:06:00.000-07:002007-10-21T16:30:43.532-07:00Hmm. Well I wanted to write about yesterday, but now its after 4pm and who knows what happened to today? Even without an exhaustive agenda its hard getting things done around here. The neighbor's garage sale did not help.Yesterday I got to chat w/Kevin at cawfee regarding creating for yourself, versus creating for an audience. Clearly what I make is done out of a need to make it, nevermind Whoretensehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12595567128830023427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311814.post-81666856981009220012007-07-29T19:26:00.001-07:002007-07-29T20:37:09.949-07:00Well the one concrete result of my last diatribe was an invite some someone's Flikker group. Success!Took in the movie Jackie Brown last weekend, along with What's Eating Gilbert Grape & The Big Chill. That's in order of degradation, not the order viewed. JB was breathtaking; I'd heard of it but never seen it. Normally I can miss Quentin Tarantino but I loved this film. Anything w/that boy Whoretensehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12595567128830023427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311814.post-43809096456914278182007-07-23T17:16:00.000-07:002007-07-23T18:06:37.062-07:00Greetings you'all...So in an effort to maintain my once flawless but now hopelessly soiled celebrity status, I feel the need to clarfiy the motive behind the Matthew Shepard Playset. So if you'll bare with me-- For the record I'm sure that the Bellingham BDSM folks, straight or gay, IN NO WAY advocate or condone the torture and killing of hated minority members--least of all gay men living in Whoretensehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12595567128830023427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311814.post-18794289126618376362007-07-22T20:19:00.001-07:002007-07-23T17:11:54.248-07:00Well for anyone who's interested, the Apocolypticop is on the web in video. http://www.flickr.com/photos/nightsinge/862963370/What is that about? Hardee harr. I will learn to love Flickr some day. Meanwhile,"In Poor Taste" she says:http://www.flickr.com/photos/nightsinge/862946526/No, honey, what would be in poor taste would be to put up with a system that teaches our children that gender Whoretensehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12595567128830023427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311814.post-86763841706785965702007-04-27T21:15:00.000-07:002007-04-27T21:21:25.191-07:00okay so three days in the life of an opthomologilyeaoowlogist. That's a cane shaped predeliction to organize carpet samples by the proximity to the ace of spades, or for those of you in the front row, organize period. Organization is what sets the human race apart from the rest of the animals, or didn't you realize. Hardy Harr. So there was a story and it didn't begin with magnetic train toysWhoretensehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12595567128830023427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311814.post-1548752938553507952007-03-18T21:34:00.000-07:002007-03-18T21:36:19.821-07:00I never did finish the VV story--So the parking lot was mostly full, except for a spot right next to the one reserved for wheelchairs, right in front of the entrance to the store. About six spaces distant was another open spot. Me and this mom with child arrived at the crucial corner at about the same time; I let her go first, and she passed the first spot. One of these kind of lots if you sawWhoretensehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12595567128830023427noreply@blogger.com